Post by --Ghosty on Nov 30, 2008 12:39:20 GMT -5
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Name:
Winterstar [Winterstorm]
Gender:
Female
Age (as of entering rp):
36 moons | 3 years
Rank and Clan:
Leader .&. SwiftClan
Physical Description:
Winterstar's fur is soft but can be easily ruffled when she runs. Her pelt is mixed with grays. However she has markings which are pitch black. Her fur is the average length but her tail is quite bushy. Her nose stands out the most which is a weird salmon color. Winter's paws are large, they make it easy for her to run. Her claws are silver and her paw pads are black. Her claws are long and sharper then her fangs. But that does not mean that they can be used for weapons. Her eyes are a cyan. She has large muscles in her legs due to her running a lot. Her history explains how she was born with cyan colored eyes.
Personality:
Winterstar is obsessed with snow. She is very unique. She is outgoing and not afraid to speak her mind. Or in other words speak out loud. She's very sweet but has a dislike for kittypets or loners that are accepted within her clan. She thinks that the warrior code was there to fallow, not to break. Winter is loyal and innocent. That doesn't mean she can't keep a secret though. Well unless it's one where you have fallen in love with another cat of a clan or something... Other than that she can get hateful if a bad attitude is directed towards her. Somehow she isn't uncomfortable around annoying cats.
History:
Winterstar was born to two kind SwiftClan cats. Her father was feisty, her mother was young and gentle. Throughout her generation was a series of Himalayan cats. Her mother was a tabby with pale yellow eyes but her father was Himalayan. Together their eye colors generated a cyan color. Winterstar was born with her mother's pelt. She was born in a litter of two more. Her father eventually died in a fight with a fox on a patrol. Her mother saddened but kept raising the kits. When she was made a apprentice her mother became ill. She didn't die, the only thing probably kept her alive was her will. When she was made a warrior, her mother's life was taken away from her. Winter was depressed for a amount of days but she eventually moved past it.
Leaders-
Why would you make a good leader? What would make your character interesting as one?
For me? I will be responsible as possible and enforce the rules. I'll make sure this community is awesome. =3 I'll try to make the best decisions I can also.
Winterstar has the requirements in personality and being swift. At times she can become sharp and intelligent. She has a strong connection with Starclan and The Warrior Code.
Tell me about your deputy.
I don't have one? =C But...
The deputy is to fallow my examples, which will be GOOD. If I ever need them to, they are suppose to keep the clan's forums in order. They can accept cat's bios of this clan when I'm not present. And if I ever miss a bio they can tell me. When I am gone I wouldn't mind for them to post clan announcements and/or activity checks.
If you haven't mentioned it already - how often are you online? Are you on many other forums/roleplay sites? How much experience do you have with roleplay as a whole, with Warriors roleplay, and with admin spots in forums?
I'm online often and if I'm ever absent I'll tell you. I'm only on a couple more sites like one more. I can at least get up to 200 words in IC. I have much experience as staff. I'm good with codes too.
Rp example:
"What's this stuff Mama?" The gray kit asked her mother. A smirk came upon the other gray cat's kind face. "It's snow. Isn't it beautiful?" The gray cat nodded but looked questionable at this new thing. "It's not as colorful as Leaf-fall or as green as Green-leaf... Why?" Winterkit was curious, she tried sitting down on the cold stuff but every time she attempted to, it was to bare and cold. "Well because something doesn't have to be colorful to be beautiful..." The small kit looked weirdly at her mother. She didn't get it. But somehow she was still intrigued by the snow. It was cold and wet. Yet so beautiful and new. Winter's two brothers ran out into the snow. Playing with each other. "Don't go far!" Her mother called out to them. Her pale yellow eyes looked down at her other kit Winterkit. "Well? Aren't you going to play with your brothers?" The small gray kit then smiled and pounced up to lick her mother's nose before going off to play.
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